Eternal gate

"Zhao Yun...save me."

Faint calls for help were still heard from time to time.

This was a targeted message transmission, only Zhao Yun could hear it.

"Cangzi Yun."

Zhao Yun said something in his heart and narrowed his eyes.

You can’t hear me wrong, it’s definitely Yun Liangzi.

"God will not destroy me!"

Yun Canangzi, who was trapped in Zi Mansion, was extremely excited.

Before that, he had given up any hope of living.

He never expected that he would bump into his good friend here.

As long as Zhao Yun is here, he will definitely be saved. Who is so capable?

Speaking of Mr. Zhao, he was still staring at the silver-robed old man.

He was secretly thinking whether he could kill this person with one blow.

Seen.

He coughed inwardly.

If he wants to instantly kill a flawless quasi-immortal king with one blow, he is still far from being able to do so with his current skills. As long as the opponent's natal weapon is still there, it is impossible to kill him instantly. He must have this awareness.

"Yunyan, do you recognize him?" Zhao Yun asked.

"Never seen it before." Yun Yan in the dream replied.

Mr. Zhao couldn't help but move closer so that he could take a closer look.

Um?

The silver-robed old man seemed to be aware of it and glanced at Zhao Yun, his eyes not very kind.

After all, he was a quasi-immortal king, and his majesty was offended by being peeked at like this.

Zhao Yun was quite witty and closed his eyes naturally.

He turned and slipped away, heading towards the counter.

Yun Cangzi must be saved, but he can't do it here. Firstly, there are many people in the city, secondly, private fights are strictly prohibited, and thirdly, the other party may have helpers. He dare not do it in this small cave virtual realm. Such swagger, after all, this time is different from Liao Yang's time, there is no threat of disaster.

The little old man doing Tai Chi has returned to the counter and is enjoying a leisurely drink.

Zhao Yun stepped forward, picked up a broken knife, and said with a smile, "You can keep this thing."

"The material is good." The little old man took a look and stretched out three fingers. They are all experts in selling goods. No need to say too much, the gesture is the price, and the price he gave is considered a conscience price.

"Deal." Zhao Yun placed the broken knife on the counter.

The little old man simply handed over a storage bag.

Zhao Yun told the little old man, "Where did that come from?"

"The elder of Taishang Sect." The little old man said casually, knowing who Zhao Yun was referring to. There were only three living people in his small shop, and apart from them, the only one left was the old man in silver robe.

"Tai Shang Zong."

Mr. Zhao muttered, his eyes looking very strange.

Thinking back to the eight holy places that besieged the Immortal Sect in the past: Sunset Sect, Taishang Sect, Black Abyss Holy Land, Withered Holy Land, Juetian Holy Land, Golden Wheel Holy Land, Baji Temple, and Chitian Palace. He has bumped into several of them. I want to come up with another one. The world is really small, and there are so many enemies everywhere.

besides.

On the day he passed through the void tribulation in the cave, the Yin Mo Zhenxian, the ancestor of Taishang Sect, was also present.

The eight peak immortal kings united and almost destroyed him and Bu Niantian. Will he always remember this hatred? Now that Yun Cangzi is trapped in the purple mansion of the silver-robed old man, with old and new grudges, it is necessary to ask for some interest.

He didn't stay long and turned around and left the store.

Behind him, the little old man looked deeply.

That person was probably not out of curiosity when he inquired like this.

"Then who...comes to live."

As soon as he left the shop, Zhao Yun called Dapeng.

Dapeng was also active and came here soon.

The two entered the restaurant opposite and found a seat by the window. From here they could clearly see the shop. They waited until the old man in silver robe left the city. Killing people and stealing goods was the most suitable place to do it in the wilderness.

"The Taishang Sect has a very impressive background." Dapeng took a sip of wine.

"How impressive." Zhao Yun asked casually while staring at the store.

"The Taishang, the founder of the Taishang Sect, is a genuine god. In terms of seniority, he is even higher than Zi Zaitian, the founder of the Daluo Immortal Sect." Dapeng took the time to burp.

"Your Majesty?"

Mr. Zhao put his hand in his hand and had heard of this god before.

It is said that when the Supreme Being conferred the title of God, the sound of Taoism had resounded throughout the three realms for 800 years, and then he mysteriously disappeared. No one knew where he went, and no one knew if he was still alive. This is an unsolved case.

It has been so long that there are not many rumors about Taishang.

Unofficial histories are inevitable, but most of them are fabricated by later generations.

Since it is the inheritance of the gods, the foundation of the Taishang Sect will naturally not be weak. The super holy land that has gone through several great eras and continues to this day is no joke, it is a behemoth.

"Here, let me show you something good."

Dapeng put down the wine pot and took out something.

It was a small bronze mirror, all covered with rust. At first glance, it looked like a piece of scrap copper and iron. The only difference was that ancient secret patterns were engraved on the back of the mirror, and the age could not be seen.

Zhao Yun reached out and took it, scanning it over and over.

After looking at it for a long time, he didn't see any clues about it.

Dapeng smiled happily and looked mysterious.

"This...can it be a baby?"

Zhao Yun knocked and still found nothing strange.

Maybe it's because of his vision that he can't see the world in this mirror.

"The energy of God is hidden in the mirror." Dapeng didn't lie any more.

"Why didn't I see it?" Zhao Yun looked over and over again.

"Everything can be seen, so where can I find treasures?" Dapeng grinned.

After he finished, he added in a low voice, "I have the innate ability to capture the divine essence."

"I didn't see it! You still have this unique skill."

Zhao Yun said, holding up the bronze mirror as if nothing had happened.

"Are you underestimating my Dapeng clan again! Do you have many unique skills?" Dapeng was also very interesting. He reached into Zhao Yun's arms as if nothing had happened, and took out the bronze mirror that Zhao Yun had carried. Face it! It’s hard to get a treasure, but you can take it as soon as you want?

"You'll get half of it when we meet." Mr. Zhao chuckled.

"It's necessary." Dapeng breathed in front of the bronze mirror.

But with just such a breath, the bronze mirror cracked with a click.

It doesn't matter if the mirror is cracked, the divine essence hidden in it comes out from within.

The energy of God! It had an extraordinary appearance, and for a while, the auspicious colors burst out, and there was a loud sound. The people around looked sideways and listened, and everyone outside the building raised their heads, and everyone's eyes flashed.

"Shen Yun?"

There were a lot of surprises, and the whole restaurant was lively.

There are also crowds of people outside the building, and there are many people who know the goods.

Among them, there was the old man in silver robe from the shop opposite, and the little old man came out with him. It was hard for them not to see such a sudden movement! There was actually another ray of divine energy in the city.

"I asked why my right eyelid keeps twitching today. It turns out there is something wrong with it."

"You guys, don't compete with me. I am determined to get that Shenyun."

"Are all quasi-immortal kings so awesome? I, the immortal king, didn't even say a word?"

The already bustling restaurant was filled with crowds of three or five people. Looking around, all the old guys and juniors with lower cultivation levels either couldn't get in or were squeezed out of the restaurant.

Divine aggregates are not common, they can be encountered but not sought.

It would be weird if those old guys weren't crazy.